She Walked Out, and Ten Years Later She Showed Up With Expensive Gifts at a Twelfth Birthday Dinner

“You look worn out, Daniel,” Sarah said, handing me a cup.

“I’m not worn out,” I said.

“I was sanding oak till midnight.”

“Lily turns twelve today,” Sarah said.

She took a slow sip and leaned her shoulder against the rack of paintbrushes.

“Ten years sure goes fast.”

“Fast enough for me,” I said.

“You ever hear anything from Vanessa?” Sarah asked.